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Burning maiden-eating trees, delivering witty-one liners that you’ll regret later and throwing the political balance multiversal so far off that it’ll probably result in so much war and death. So much of the stuff. Enough to. Yeah man. Lots of dying and corpses and change, hopefully for the better. That’s the family business.

In any case, this is definitely going to make this one of the more memorable parties on this spoke of the Wheel. I’d bet my shorts on it.

Also, might’ve said this before, but Allison looks 54.2 times better with brown hair. Like, man. So much better.

To create first you need to destroy old order. System in the multiverse is so rotten to the core that you need to destroy it compeletly, let it collaps on itself to be able to start anew and made something better.

…Moreover, Mottom turned someone *else* into a peach tree at the end of the last chapter, so she’s not even right. She could continue on just as she was, without all the gratuitous girl-murdering and guilt, if she cared to.

A warning, young heir. You may find the fruit of a rebellious peasant and the fruit of a dead god fatted on a lifetime’s suffering, watered by the lifeblood of maidens, his unholy facsimile of life maintained only by the careful maintenance of his sorceress queen and murderess?

Tree dies in a pyre. Mottom dies as her age catches back on her, and her will no longer keeps the palace in the sky. The palace, falls, killing everyone. Alison is not being dismissive when she says that everybody dies. Everybody dies, and it happens because she kills them!

It’s been a month since I left this cabin
The doctor was worried about a fever and other difficulties I’ve been having
She called me on Christmas, that was my gift
She was worried I might die, I said “I might die? No shit”

The scales have been tilted the madness of order of old shall soon disappear and now anarchy reigns. But a new order is born as the heiress rises to power sanctified in her actions as kills her predecessors with flames all around and covered in blood.

On some worlds, it is said, that only by fire can we burn away the falsehoods of reality and reach the truth. But the Flame of the Inheritors burns away all the illusions of the Wheel, leaving only the truth of lies.

The storm has been unleashed! How many will she save from the fallout? How will she try to save them? There isn’t much one can do alone. She’d need to take the reigns of government, but I get the feeling she absolutely wouldn’t do that.

And so it was fulfilled, that which the ancients spoke, “The Heir shall arise, full of Fyre and Vengeance thricefold- once for the damsel stolen from the King’s bed, twice for the fallen Guardian whose brethren cursed her instead, and third, most grave and momentous of all, for the Foolish King who to tried to outlive them for fear of what’s dead.”
So said YISUN, and so it shall be, ever is and never was.

“Your life is over now
Your life is running out
When your time is at an end
Then it’s time to kill again
We cut without a knife
We live in black and white
You’re just a parasite
Now close your eyes and say goodnight”

You know, one would have thought that owning a seventh part of the power of the multiverse would bestow immortality by itself. Why does Mottom require the fruit? Or do the other six also have secret crutches for their immortality?

I suspect the tree is only a construct of her mind and will. Consider her primary obsession is her infirmity and age; She killed her husband because as she grew older he consumed and destroyed younger women. Her concern for others well being does not seem to be a key motive for Mottom, so we must assume it was the loss of her youth and station that drove her murder. Now she creates and perpetuate this twisted facsimile of her marriage. It will be interesting to see if she truly lets herself be ended by this twisted pseudo dependence on her husband. I suspect she loves herself far too much for that.

Abaddon essentially confirmed this. Mammon is one of the Servant races and as such will not die of old age. Gog-Agog too is not human, and thus not a true mortal by simple virtue of the nature of her existence.

Since killing the bootyfruity tree destroyed the source of Lady Mottom’s immortality, it’s like killing two demons with one stone! Onward, Returning King Kill Six Billion Demons! May the angels have your back, and hopefully not with a motorcycle wheel lodged in it! 2 down, 5,999,998 to go!

See, personally, I don’t think the eternal life is an issue in and of itself — the problem here is the whole “world-eater pillaging civilizations for life-extending loinsfruit” aspect of the situation.

But on the other hand, Allison didn’t actually say death is the proper end state of life, so maybe I’m just reading too much into it.

Don’t forget, that when one of the Demiurges fall, the balance of power keeping Jagganoth in check will fail. With Mottom’s death (accompanied by the many kings she ruled over, who are currently attending her party), a power vacuum will form that will throw her 111,111 universes into chaos. Her fellow Demiurges will attack, desperate to claim the resources for themselves to shore up their positions against Jagganoth…all for naught, as said Big Idiot will choose this time to march to war himself. The cleansing of the universe will begin.

Numbers are important in this place. How is it just a matter of pure chance that each of the seven has exactly the same number of universes under control? Not one super powerful high mucky muck has managed to end up even one universe differently enumerated than the other six. This guy has set things up so that the most powerful of beings are ultimately powerless.

Maybe one of her servants tried it first, or one of his many then-living mistresses?

What I’m wondering is how she figured out to feed him blood rather than having his new wives hump the inside of his outh so he can eat them out or something. Or why she had to give so much of each one’s blood, rather than getting more women but running it like a proper blood drive.

I’m curious to see what Mottom will do now that she’s supposedly doomed. If she’s powerful enough to rule a 7th of the universe and keep that huge palace floating by will alone, you’d think if she freaked out and decided to smash things…she could smash some awfully large things.

Given the continued existence (and in some cases, youthful appearances) of the other Demiurges, there are other ways to extend life. You should have spent some of your millennia in finding a better way than accursed peaches obtainable only through bloodbribes to your husband’s corpse. Now it’s too late.

…is a very easy thing to say to someone else. I would very much like to see this turned back on her, because she sure as hell hasn’t been the stoic, resigned type for most of this misadventure. Her wit is hypocritical and more than a little condescending, even if Mottom supposedly deserves it.

The fruits already on the scattered tree limbs ought to last a while – maybe a week?
Time enough for Mottom to do the things she’s procrastinated doing out of fear, like kill the most corrupt people in her court – maybe 90% of them by now.

That SAID, “everyone dies, get over it” is just a defeatist statement, and I for one will have nothing to do with it. You simply need to overcome some technical challenges, such as fixing aging, cancer and the limited lifespan of the universe.

As noted elsewhere, not everything in Abbadon’s universe dies the way humans do… but then, Allison has seen twofold that even for humans, death is not necessarily the end. On the one hand, the Old King demonstrates the survival of the spirit, but the tree demonstrates that given enough power, even the bestial drives can gain a twisted immortality of their own.

Of course, it’s a given in most religions that the soul goes somewhere after death, and this is a world of angels and demons. ISTR in the City, she saw the dead as beggars; presumably those were the folks who could not prepare properly or were unable to access their assets after death.